Personality: She keeps her personality hidden behind her trauma-fueled catatonia. Melancholy and apathy are what she tends to show on the surface. Miyuki does not talk without the use of extreme force, so no one really knows much about her. Were she not depressed, however, she would be rather laid back. She doesn't pay much attention to others, and doesn't let them rile her up. The simple beauty of things can sometimes bring some life to her eyes, such as the way the sunlight falls in through a window.

Biography:Miyuki grew up in a series broken homes. Born to an alcoholic and a whore, she was seized from her parents' custody at the age of five and placed in series of progressively worse foster homes. The first one was nice. Steven and Jamie Parker always had several foster children in their care, and had welcomed Miyuki with warm smiles and open arms. But then came the fire. Miyuki, just seven years old at the time, emerged from the ruins of the Parker residence as the sole survivor.

The Parkers had been from a small, superstitious town. And the townspeople blamed Miyuki. Rumors that she killed the nicest people in the county started to follow her everywhere. And Miyuki began to fall away from society. With such an aura of blame chasing the young girl, every family she was passed to took to scolding her for everything in their lives that went wrong. Rather than fight it, she internalized the blame, truly thinking herself to be responsible for all of the wrong in the world around her. By the time she was fourteen, Miyuki had stopped talking completely. She went to school, came home, did her homework and chores, listened to her current foster parents berate her, and went to bed. The girl eventually stopped sleeping regularly, only managing to find a few hours of blacked out solace every couple of days. And then, just after her sixteenth birthday, came the final family.

Roger and Diana Smith were just like all of the others, blaming Miyuki for anything and everything. But the abuse didn’t end there. Roger, unsatisfied with his wife and knowing the girl would never speak a word of it, took to raping her almost every single night. Things started out slow, almost gentle. She didn't even cry the first time, only reacting with the quietest of noises and gestures. Roger enjoyed having a doll that he could abuse. Over time, he got rougher with her. At first it was just harder thrusts, a spank here or there, a tug of her hair. One night, however, he used a paddle. The sting of the paddle elicited a throaty moan from Miyuki, causing Roger to pause and watch her. The girl's body felt alive like never before, and she slowly turned to look at her abuser, uttering only one word: "More."

Roger watched her, stunned beyond action. Her face was alive with desire, her normally pallid cheeks flushed and her eyes dancing. "More," she repeated, getting a little louder this time. The man slowly started to back away from her, but her attention remained on him. "More. More! MORE." Miyuki began to scream, flinging her small body at Roger, her fists trying to beat him. It took several minutes for the man to subdue the girl, ultimately using his belt and the tie from Diana's bath robe. The two seemed to ignore Roger's rape of her, instead immediately calling the cops to report the girl's abrupt change of behavior.

After several weeks of investigation and a trip to the ER, Miyuki found herself in a court room, awaiting a judge's decision about her fate. Not that it mattered to the girl. No doubt the new place would be like all of the others.

Personality: Quite, demur, shy. Three words that apply to Mell almost perfectly when she moves and works amongst the general population. Given her lineage and the general prejudice towards cat girls, she tries to remain inconspicuous. The book store where she works gave her a job more out of pity than anything else. Most of the time she keeps her head down and the books neatly organized. Those who get to know her find that while the shyness goes away, she will for the most part still be quiet and demure. Her true personality – affectionate, teasing, and a bit bratty – will only emerge around those she has the deepest level of trust with.

Background: Mell cannot remember her parents, beyond the faintest of recollections of being held by her mother when she was much younger. Most of her childhood was spent inconspicuously in the corner of the library. The foster family with whom she was placed cared little other than to make sure that she didn't complain and didn't take up too much space. Her absence was barely noticed, and as a result she never really had a place that felt like home. Upon turning eighteen, she sought out a job and a place of her own, landing in a small one bedroom apartment in a rather shady part of the city. The bookstore where she currently works hired her out of pity rather than an actual need for hired help. The owner, Mrs. Jamison, has a reputation for aiding those in need. While not entirely inexperienced in matters of that heart and sexual activity, her few encounters have been brief and not all so pleasant. Part of her quiet demeanor is that of one trying to hide.

Likes: Books, fish, nature, rainy days, tea, cello music

Dislikes: Citrus, overly loud music, incivility, trucks

Sexual Likes: Collars, anal, gags, petting, rope, spanking, caning, piercing, electricity, orgasm control. While she may not have experienced much of this at this point in time, these are the things that she will enjoy upon discovering.

Appearance: Short and a bit on the stocky side, with long, untamed red hair that she keeps in a braid. Hazel eyes are framed by wispy eyelashes, and she is quicker to smile than frown. She keeps her wardrobe fairly simple, preferring plain skirts and colorful sweaters paired with her favorite ballet flats.

Distinctive Features: She is well known for a having a very good singing voice.

Motivation: To become a professional librarian.

Personality: Likes to laugh and loves to sing. She can get lost in a book or a conversation, and loves to learn new things. Her curiosity is often compared to that of a cat, which she hates.

Flaws: Has a tendency to take things too seriously, cannot multitask well

Biography: Eilis had a fairly average childhood. She's always been a bit curious; climbing trees in the back yard, going just a bit further off the path, etc. Books have been a special part of her life since she was little, when her mom would read to her each night before sleeping. Now almost done with college, Eilis hopes to get a job as a professional librarian somewhere so that she can continue to explore and read.